The live stream ended late at night when the moon was bright and the stars were few. The uncle and aunt saw them off to their car, and Jin He also hailed a taxi for Jin Miao so she could go back to school.
For once, no one spoke during the journey. The aroma of strawberries filled the carriage. Jin He sniffed and opened the window.
"I'm so sorry, Xiao He," Lin Nian whispered to Jin He, "we won't be coming again."
Jin He was taken aback by these words and subconsciously asked, "Was it because we...didn't treat you well?"
"Of course not!" Shen Duoyuan was sitting in the front, leaning half his body over. "We just didn't expect your family situation to be a bit complicated. I'm sorry that today's events put you in a difficult position. We won't do it again. We're very sorry."
Yes, there's such an obvious rift between that family of three. Why is there not a single dish that Jin He likes on the whole table? Why are they gossiping behind Jin He's back when she's not around?
“This was also the production team’s decision, so it’s not your fault… and it’s because my grandma wasn’t home that you might not have had much fun. If my grandma were here, it would have been great. She loves chatting with young people.” Jin He thought for a moment and added, “Grandma’s sugar cookies are also delicious.”
“Once Grandma recovers, we can invite her to stay in our dormitory for a couple of days. We won’t be filming a program; we’re just inviting her to come and have some fun,” Jiang Xiubai said.
"Okay!"
"Are you going out to run errands tonight?" Lin Nian asked him.
Jin He glanced down at her schedule: "Ah, nothing for tonight, but I'll probably have to go back for an online class tonight, then I'll have training at the company tomorrow, and then I'll go to the film studio to shoot an advertisement tomorrow night."
Tomorrow's training session will be on the title track of the team's new album. Since the other members were already training while Jinhe was busy with other schedules, Jinhe, who wasn't very good at the job, got a severe scolding from the teacher that day.
"You didn't have many parts to begin with, and none of them were particularly difficult. How can you not even do this well? Anyone you randomly grab off the street could do it better than you!"
The teacher was brought in from abroad and has mentored many top domestic and international figures. He has a very high level of knowledge, so his insults are particularly harsh.
"It's not wrong for a minor celebrity to be pretty, but few of them end up well because they're so good-looking and become complacent! The entertainment industry changes so quickly, and someone could replace you at any time. What will you do then?"
"Are you planning to retire or go into prostitution?"
These words were incredibly harsh, but Jin He couldn't find any way to refute them. She could only hold the lyric book and lower her head to endure the scolding. The music had already started playing in the dance studio next door, and everyone else had gotten the dance moves down and was working on the details.
"I'm sorry, teacher."
"What's the use of apologizing to me? You're the one who's let down your fans." The teacher raised an eyebrow. "You came here to join the debut class, and you've pushed out so many people. Every single one of them is more skilled than you. You have so many fans now, and you make so much money every day. How can you be so shameless!"
Jin He sighed inwardly and remained silent.
"You must perfect the dance moves by the day after tomorrow. You have three days. I don't care what you do during these three days, I must see results by the end, otherwise I will not teach you anymore." The teacher stood up, looking at Jin He with disappointment, then turned and left.
Three days.
Jin He glanced at her schedule. Uh, she had to shoot an advertisement tonight, fly to Sichuan and Chongqing tomorrow to shoot an outdoor variety show, and return to Haicheng the day after tomorrow to shoot a magazine cover.
If you squeeze in the time, you can always find some; after all, this is the money he earned.
Jin He had no complaints. At least this job earned him much more money than making milk tea or carrying bricks. At least he could afford to pay for his grandmother's hospital fees and Xiao Miao's tuition.
Jin He sometimes thinks he's pretty amazing.
Just as he was at a loss with the lyrics, the door to the practice room opened, and An Yi walked in, wiping sweat from his forehead with a towel in one hand and carrying a bottle of orange juice in the other.
Jin He asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"I'll help you." An Yi took his lyric book and stuffed the orange juice into his hand. "I'll teach you."
An Yi, a student at a well-known music academy abroad, has already graduated (skipping a grade). He occasionally goes abroad to take exams and always gets A+ in all subjects. He grew up under the influence of various music masters, and even before he could speak fluently, he had already learned to hum songs.
A singer who combines natural talent with academic training is qualified to be a mentor at the company.
However, Jin He suspected that if An Yi were to teach him, the two of them would probably start arguing again.
Forget it, what's a couple of scoldings if I want to sing well? I'll just accept a couple of scoldings.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it, it's what I should do."
Jin He was even more confused after hearing this. What did he mean by "should"? An Yi didn't owe him anything. Wouldn't it be better for him to take a break?
An Yi looked smug, after all, teaching his people to sing was also his responsibility, and he would feel a great sense of accomplishment if he could take on this responsibility.
A sense of accomplishment from the inside out!
Of course, neither of them mentioned the absurd events of that night, and their thoughts drifted apart.
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